How stupid and cruel. I feel alone Those who are around forever I don’t want Or at least don’t help all that much What’s a mom with more problems than answers Or an absent father I can’t speak to Or a brother just there for fun What’s an extended family that comes first with judgement then with unwelcome advice Or there are friends who will likely fade Fade from distance or from time Fade from differences and stages of life Either because I outgrow them or they me So who’s left? At the end of the day, the week, the month, the year, the decade Who’s left